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“Oh, I know you’re in your father’s office. I was just being polite by asking.”

“Did I not tell you to keep your eyes on my wife?”

“You did. How the fuck do you think I know where you are?”

I frown. “But if you’re with her now, how do you know I’m still in my father’s office?”

“Look out the window.”

I get up and place my hand in my pocket when I look up at the second floor and find Maximo waving at me from the hallway window, looking like an idiot.

“Omnipresent fucker,” I mutter with a grin.

“It’s what you pay me for. Just doing my job.”

I cock a brow. “You have that tone.”

“What tone?”

“That tone that suggests you’re going to tell me something that pisses me off.” I turn my back on him and lean against the windowsill. “What is it?”

“It’s about the other matter you asked me to keep a close eye on.”

Warning prickles my skin. “What about it?”

“There’s been a new development that might require us to call in a few favors.”

“Jesus Christ,” I curse, pinching my nose. “It’s like someone opened the universe’s asshole that keeps flinging shit my way.”

“Want me to take care of it?”

I sigh, closing my eyes. “I’ll go, but I want you with me. Get another set of eyes on Leandra and meet me out front. You can clue me in on what you know on our way there.”

“Got it.”

“Maximo?”

“Yeah?”

I rub the back of my neck. “Is she okay?”

There’s a slight pause. “I don’t think so.”

“Fuck,” I mutter, closing my eyes, my chest crushed under the weight of my wife’s heartache. “I’ll, ah…see you in ten.”

I hang up and loosen my shoulders, rolling my neck from side to side, when Nicoli appears by the door, staring questioningly at the broken glass on the floor. “Bad day?”

“No. This is me on a good day.”

“Ah. Sarcasm. That’s my talent, brother. Not yours.”

“Then what’s my talent?”

“To fuck shit up, of course.” He shoots me a cocky grin.

“Even though I’d love to stay and participate in some meaningless banter,” I straighten and grab my coat, “I have shit to take care of.”

Nicoli strolls in, shoulders squared and tie loosened. “Is there a problem I’m not aware of?”


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